I don’t at times realize just how lucky I am. I live in Alaska and am living a fairly active lifestyle. Today, for example, I went for a run (with my oldest horse, Tinni), went sea kayaking, and then went for two horseback rides (first on Raudi, then on my youngest horse, Tyra.)

The see? Kayaking venture. It was the first time in years that Pete and I have paddled. The problem is, and it’s a big one, we don’t live near water. We live within a day’s drive of Prince William Sound, but having animals to tend to we have not been able to get away.

It’s easier to get long than short-term house sitters. So day trips it is. Pete got all our gear ready – he ventured into the Black Hole, our camping gear cabin, and

Pete and Robert heading toward the landing

emerged with my and his gear bin. He then pulled the boats out from under the main cabin and examined them. The hatch covers, he said, will need to be replaced.

We met up with our friend Robert at nearby Finger Lake. We had put our see? Kayaks on top of our truck, in racks designed to carry them. Robert was pulling a flat bed trailer, upon which he had built a see ? kayak trailer.

The parking lot was full of boat trailers. The scene reminded me of our going to Nancy Lake this past winter and having found the parking lot full of snowmobile trailers. Then, though, the snowmobilers were not allowed on the ski trails. Anything and everything is allowed on this lake.

I found it hard to understand why the multitudes would take big boats on such a small lake. You’d think they’d get bored really quickly. I was also disheartened by the fact that motorized craft are allowed in a lake that is nesting ground for loons. I apologized to the birds, and I added that the human race’s lack of concern for wildlife is its biggest short falling.

It was also hard for me to understand why so many would build such large houses on the shore. Of course, most had large boats moored to their docks.

It was a good paddle, we were all evenly matched skill-wise and moved along at a good pace. From beginning to end, the guys talked equipment. This is what they do when dealing with a non-animal form of transportation. Me, I wasn’t interested in talking about see (?) kayaks or gear. So I remained fairly quiet the entire time.

I had no problem paddling, but I noticed that in putting in and taking out boats, that my level of strength has dropped. Perhaps, I thought, if I went on a lengthy see (?) kayak trip, I would then build my strength back up again.

I suspect that we’ll be doing more see (?) kayaking trips this summer.

I’d love to live in a place where I could both ride and paddle.

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